Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Audrey’s POV

The black car raced along the highway. I leaned back, holding Rachel’s hand while examining the rings in my palm. The jewelry cap the passing streetlights, glinting before fading back to shadow,

These rings – I’d designed them for Blake and Laurel’s engagement. Despite accepting their relationship, something shifted when the worktag brought them for my final check. I hesitated, then made the switch.

I couldn’t help smiling at the thought of their faces when they opened that velvet box to find plastic toy rings instead of my designs. Blake Parker and Laurel Rose didn’t deserve my work or my blessing.

I turned to Rachel beside me, her wheelchair secured in the modified backseat.

“Rachel,” I said, “if you knew everything that’s happened these past three years, you’d probably be like Astrid – wondering why i didn’t stand up for myself sooner.”

I squeezed her hand. “Tonight I’m finally letting go. Whether Blake ever remembers or not, I won’t look back.”

I slipped the rings into my pocket and watched the city lights blur past. The jewelry line would launch without me. James would handle everything now. Blake’s influence no longer scared me.

Felix’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Someone’s following us.”

I straightened up, looking in the rearview mirror. Behind us loomed a delivery truck, its headlights harsh against the darkness.

“It’s been behind us since we left the hotel,” Felix explained, “Thought it was hotel transport at first. But we’re almost at the airport now, and it’s still there. Why would a hotel truck head to the airport this late?”

My heart dropped as I stared at the truck’s reflection. It matched our pace perfectly, maintaining the same distance no matter how Felix adjusted our speed.

‘Felix,” I asked, ‘how many cars like this do you have?”

He glanced at me. “Two. Why?”

I leaned forward, my voice low. “I think we’re in trouble.”

I outlined my plan quickly, watching his eyes widen.

“You sure about this?‘ he whispered.

“Just do exactly what I said,” I replied. “If I’m wrong, we lose nothing. If I’m right… this might be our only chance.”

Felix nodded and hit the gas as I made a quick call. After hanging up, I turned to Rachel and squeezed her hand,

okay, I promised. “Trust

Third Person POV

night deepened. A black luxury car sped through New York streets with a massive truck in relentless pursuit. T the danger, making sharp turns and diving into narrow

changed course – no longer heading toward

seemed to recognize

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Chapter 250

driver’s patience wore thin. Without warning, it accelerated, aiming directly for the smaller

.

gaining ground inch by inch, the car

Blake’s POV

walked back to Laurel, my face hard. After examining the pendant carefully, I confirmed it was the

really don’t remember

you know my memory’s gotten worse since I got

words. The woman who claimed she’d saved me, who said she’d stayed by my side during my blindness, couldn’t

further, a conimotion erupted across the ballroom. Scarlett Rose was pushing through the crowd, her face twisted

she shouted. “The staff was supposed to bring her up! Why can’t I find her? Where’s my

his expression annoyed. “That vegetable won’t just vanish. This

streaming. “I’ve looked everywhere! Rachel is my daughter, not yours! You’ve ignored her for years, and now she’s

us and rushed

Her voice dropped to a desperate whisper. “She

mention of ‘secrets, Laurel’s expression hardened

“Rachel can’t even walk. Where could

watched with growing suspicion. What secrets could a vegetative patient be

burst

“Sir! Something’s happened!”

body tensed.

“Miss Sinclair and Mr. Thompson – their car was hit by a truck and pushed into the river.

gut. I stared at him, unable to process what

our men got there, the water was already turning red… Police are there, but they don’t know if

the plastic rings none of it mattered. I pushed past everyone, racing for the exit. Behind me, I heard Laurel and

couldn’t stop. My mind filled with images of Audrey – her smile when we first met, her patience during my recovery, her tears when I pushed her away. How could she be

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